Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Norway and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Radiopuhelimet to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Desert Stars. All the underground hits.

All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Maurizio, Letta Mbulu, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, One Last Wish, Wally Richardson, Soft Machine, June Days, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Wings, the Soft Cell, Amazonics, Cabaret Voltaire, Fatback Band, Urselle, the Swans, Larry & the Blue Notes, Swell Maps, Johnny Osbourne, Rekid, CMW, Ultramagnetic MC's, DJ Style, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Skarface, Gang Green, Cluster, Boz Scaggs, Newcleus, A Certain Ratio, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Mary Jane Girls, Yellowson, Electric Light Orchestra, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dawn Penn, Stiv Bators, Eli Mardock, La Düsseldorf, Skriet, Excepter, F. McDonald, Pussy Galore, The Motions, The Birthday Party, Lou Reed & John Cale, Half Japanese, Moss Icon, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Flesh Eaters, Robert Wyatt, Duran Duran, The Black Dice, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Ronan, Motorama, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, 10cc, A Flock of Seagulls, Eddi Front, The Cure, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)